Free at last: Poem

I’m tired of dwelling on things from my past
They no longer matter I’m free at last
It took me so long to shake the pain from my past
But it’s good to say that I’m free at last
I often wondered what took me so long
But does it matter when all the hurt is gone
I can truly smile and say that I feel good
I’m free at last, no longer miss understood
No more hiding behind my fear and shame
No wondering if I will ever be the same
Took time to throw off that hurt and fear
I’m free at last and no more fear
It takes time and works no doubt about that
But to say I’m free at last is more than my past
I’m free, I’m free, I’m free at last